Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17348 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 69(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17348 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 69(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
Not like I would want to, anyway…
He releases my wrists and moves his hands to my hips, gripping me with such strength. We may be soaring through the clouds, but my head is in space. I can barely even think as I brace myself against the bulkhead, taking his dick, stroke after stroke, thrust after thrust, his balls impacting my clit and sending jolts of stimulation through my body, driving me closer and closer toward climax.
“Christ you’re so tight and wet,” he growls, leaning his body down against mine, bringing his lips close to my ear. “I can still feel my last load inside you. You ready for another one, baby? ‘Cause I’m close.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I mew. “Fill me with it. Fill me up.”
I buck my hips back against him, deepening the angle, causing a dull ache to throb in my stomach as he threatens to split me in two. He’s pounding me with such force that I wonder if he’s going to actually damage me, but at the same time, I’m in love with what he’s doing and want more. I want to be his little fuck toy. I want to be his plaything. I want to be his doll and never want him to even think about holding back.
“Fill—me—up,” I repeat, my words punctuated by the strong impacts of every thrust. I’m close. So close. And I can feel him getting closer too. His cock has swelled to the point where it feels ready to explode, and as Conrad’s grip on me grows tighter, he does just that.
A spray of hot cum releases inside me. It splashes with such warmth and such force that I cry out and go off with him, every single inch of my body overtaken with unthinkable pleasure. The sensation of being filled is amplified ten-fold by the feeling of his seed, knowing that I’m being bred by him, raw, without being on birth control.
It’s wild. It’s reckless. It’s completely out of control, and it’s exactly what I want to be doing right now. Exactly what I need right now.
I grind my hips back against him, sealing our connection as I accept everything he has to give me. Our connection is primal and perfect. Conrad reaches a hand up around my body and grips me firmly but lovingly around the throat and twists my lips to his, then kisses me in a way that causes an ache in my chest. And at that moment, all I can think is that I will never have enough of this man.
Never.
6
Conrad
I only have a little time before Roxy wakes up or I go back to wake her. After we fucked, she was so worn out that I told her she could lie down and take a nap and I’d keep an eye on the clock to make sure she didn’t oversleep and miss the time when she had to go back to her shift. She set her alarm anyway, of course, which means I only have a few minutes to do what I need to do and get back to my suite.
She looks so adorable lying there in my chair, reclined back into its bed position, that I almost don’t want to leave her. I almost want to say to hell with what I have to do and just lie down beside her and hold her in my arms until she has to go back to work. But I can’t do that. Regardless of what’s happened here today, I still have a job to do—an important job, and I can’t let anything get in the way of that. So with a deep, calming breath, I step out into the cabin and close the door to the suite behind me.
I glance back toward the coach cabin, which is mostly dark, aside from a few golden pools of light from passengers up and reading or on their tablets. The other flight attendant, Hannah, is nowhere to be found, and that’s good. Hopefully she’s up talking with the captains or something and I can get done what I need to get done quickly and easily.
As quietly as I can, I quickly make my way to the food and drinks station where I saw her before. There are a few doors which I quickly check, searching for the small carry-on bag she was rifling through earlier, but to my disappointment, I come up emptyhanded.
There’s a loud thud behind me, and I whirl around to see a frizzy haired woman holding her phone tugging at the first-class bathroom door. When she sees me, she gasps and makes a face like a robber caught red-handed.
“I…the coach bathroom is full—”
“Don’t worry.” I smile. “I won’t tell anyone.”
She sighs a deep sigh of relief and pulls the door open. “Thank you. Thank you so much!”
Not like I’m one to be enforcing the in-flight rules on this flight anyway. Once she closes the door behind her, I go back to my search, and quickly. Hannah could return at any moment, and Roxy’s going to be awake soon. I have to hurry this up, or my whole mission could be a failure.